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A place where carpets go when they have too
much "piddle" on them and are burned in a huge bon fire which the place "stanks" of
dirty piddle!
"oh, rodeny piddle stank towns are the worst"
"I know what you mean elizabeth piddle stank town are worse than chicken coops!"
Literally THE ONLY THING MY ANNOYING FRIENDS SING. You got to admit it is a good song.
If your teachers want to do a parody of this don’t let them it will not end out great...
It’s good I guess.
I’m going to take my horse on the old town road
A musician who is well known in his or her own small town. This applies to local musicians who are starting out their career and making it big later in life.
He was a small town wonder will big dreams.
A special safety area in jail for mental health. When you act crazy in jail, they give you a paper gown instead of the jail uniform so you can’t hurt yourself and they put you in a special area (usually isolated) until the psychotic episode subsides.
She got caught snorting Benadryl in the pod again so they sent her to Paper Gown Town for 24 hours.
Doing something in public that should be done in a private environment
Person 1 * making out with his girl*
Person 2 "bruh stop shitting in the town square"
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life, 'cause it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for the runaway bus 'cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
This town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
In a town called malice, yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, oh
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice, ooh yeah
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah
The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round, oh
Playground kids and creaking swings
Lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will
But I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, ooh yeah
Towns that only have one main road, and shops on either side of this road.
There’s nothing special about (town name), it’s just a Drive-Thru town.